Connecticut western news., 1887-08-24
A TASTY CONCLUSION.

''Very proud family, these Beltons?" said Frederick Haynes, interrogatively, as he stretched himself on the grass near the stream where he and his friend, George Lyle, had been fishing.
 "Oh, yes, very yproud-can't touch lem with forty-foot pole" laughed George Lyle
 "Oh, you needn't laugh. You know what's reported in town about them is true. Mother and daughter are as proud as Lucifer."
 ''That's it exactly, Fred. People from distance can always tell you more about your neighbors than you know yourself. But what if the Beltons are prouds That doesn't take any from the attraction of Laura Belton. I tell you she's a beauty, Fred, and you must not go back to town without an introduction.
 'Now, George, I came down here to fish, shoot and have a good time with you, not to make love to your pretty girls, and least of all to Princess Belton No introduction for me, thank you Not that I object particularly to being intro duced to pretty girl, but you see I haven't read up my pedigree of late, neither have my credentials with me- The fact is, never could find any use for your grandees-your high-toned families, who will not proffer the tips of their fingers until they know who your great-great-grandfather was"
 'Fred, you're prejudiced."
 '.All right: we'll let it go at that. :" said Fred, laughing.
 The morning after this conversation Fred Haynes, who was fond of the sad- dle, probably because he YVES handsome and dashing, and looked we'll in it, started for a canter before breakfast.
 ''Not very partial to riding out before breakfast in this part of the country said Fred to himself, as he rode about two miles without meeting anybody. But presently the sound of horses hoofs coming tearing along by-path ht was approaching fell upon his ear. H. refined back his horse and the next mo ment young girl, splendidly mounted dashed out on the road, and on before him.
 As she appeared, Fred caught sight ot a bright, handsome face; her figure wa perfect, and she sat in her saddle like born equestrienne.
 Fred was quite charmed hy the young girls appearance and gave free rein to his horse once more.
 How he managed to lose control ove his horse, or how the horse managed t, land him clear across the road in an in
 sensible condition, was something Fret never could make out, unless it was tha he was paying too much attention to tn girl on before him and too little to tn spirited creature he was riding.
 What had happened was painfully i'm pressed on Fred's mind the minute h opened his eyes. He tried to move, bu he groaned aloud with pain. His shoul
 der and ankle were. both dislocated, an, what under Heaven was he. to do her
 on this lonely road, where he might la all day, perhaps, without seeing the fac l of human being. v Suddenly he thought2of the youn girl who was before hffn on the roa when he fell Did she see him fall, an
 not turn back to render him any assist
 ance2 No, she did not look like gil that would play the part of the Levite ( old.
 "Oh, you have recovered. I am s
 glad" said a frank, girlish voice. And looking up, Fred beheld the gi of his thoughts.
 3 The train of her habit was throw 3 over her arm, and in her delicate whit hands she carried stone jug of wate B She knelt down on the ground besid him, bending her bright, handsome fac over him, as she said: ? "Oh, I'm so glad!' t s.Thank you," murmured Fred, and I t forgot that he had shoulder and 6 l ankle, ''but cannot understand how f is that I find myself in this condition t "You were thrown from your horse r she said, dipping her hands in the wat f and bathing his brow. ''I think you a f severely injured"
 | Yes, Fred thought so, too, for t moved again, and the pain of | e shoulder and ankle made him vince. n '1 believe my ankle is sprained," ga Il Fred.
 o 'Then 1t must be attended to witho l. delay. Belton Villa is not great Wi 5 from here. will go and report yo ' accident and Mrs. Belton will send tl le carriage"
 l. 'No, thank you, I would rather n It trouble Mrs. Belton Is there no oth IT house near by on this roadi Are we f h from Mir. George Lyle's3 My name l. Frederic Haynes. lam guest of N Lyie.sssss: